Chapter: 2661

Inside, Joey lay under the covers, his small face pinched in discomfort, not resting peacefully at all.

Quietly, Rachel approached and sat on the edge of the bed. She gently touched Joey's forehead, then compared it to her own.

Thankfully, his fever had subsided.

As he slept, Joey seemed to detect a presence, his eyes fluttering open slightly. He awoke to find Rachel seated at the edge of his bed, gazing at the medicine Quintin had left on the nightstand.

From beneath the quilt, Joey's small hand emerged to delicately pull at Rachel's sleeve. “Mommy... is that you?"